Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 524
oy should do was clear enough, soQueela ran after that horse as fast as legs couldcarry him; and in a few minutes he forgot that strong enough to drive sand-fly and mosquito he had ever felt cold. He slashed with his ma-behind the low sand-dunes. That made the beach chete at bush and log, and… … FROM THE SMOOTH BEACH, A GLEAMING PATH STRETCHED FAR ACROSS THE SEA. Yoptic climbed down from her nag. Hurry, boy. Here are loggerhead eggs! Queela ran to the spot where his mother knelt,and with their bare hands the two soon scrapedthe hard-packed sand from over a peck or moreof leather-skinned…
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